The world twirls, trying not to fall, always caught in that haze of confusion,
pushing too hard to perfect it's dancing,
always working towards the best,
losing it's true beauty to a universe evolved around shiners,
too hot to handle,
vibrant at each angle.
Leaning towards a false sense of security,
falling away from reality,
still dancing in it's insane asylum.
instead of using stars and constellations to heal,
let the world fall,
to break open those wounds and that are forgotten,
finding the beauty of mistaken, and broken.
Don't let the world dance away not knowing it's worth,
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